Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1619 Outside the Rabbit Hole
She... where is she?
When Lin Sanjiu woke up suddenly, her heart was beating violently, and her palms were covered with cold sweat—it was her heart, it was her palms, and her body was back.No, it never seemed to leave, rather she felt her body again.

Before her vision became clear again, Lin Sanjiu jumped up; when she stood still, she realized that her neck was still turned to the right, as if she was still looking at Louqin in that direction.

Turning her head, with steady breathing, she gradually saw clearly.

A dozen or so steps away, Wu Yiliu was sitting on a boulder among the trees.He leaned forward, with his arms on his knees, his hair was soaked, and strands of it stuck to his cheeks; the mist of pale white water was continuously whipped up from his shoulders and back, like a layer of halo , wrapped him gently.

His face was soaked white by the rain, and the water droplets followed his outline and bones, and dripped from the tip of his nose and chin—although there was no rain at this moment.

Thinking of this, Lin Sanjiu was slightly startled, and hurriedly lowered his head to look at his arms and body, they were indeed dry.

She looked up, half a thin and faded white moon floated on the sea-like night, and the vast and deep forest sank silently on the bottom of the sea.

She is too familiar with this place.Lin Sanjiu just couldn't figure out why she and Wu Yiliu would suddenly return from the Twelve Realms to the mountain forest where the camping hut was located; moreover, there seemed to be an invisible rainstorm crashing against the mountain forest, but the The only thing affected by the rain is the willow in front of the house.

...and this scene is eerily familiar too.

"Water willow?"

Lin Sanjiu let out a soft cry, and it felt like it had been many years before he was able to move his feet again. "is it you?"

She could feel that it was indeed Wu Yiliu, although she was not sure about Wu Yiliu's appearance.During those years, of course he looked in the mirror, but the scenes that reflected his appearance were as vague and unclear as trivial things like eating and grooming.

The young man didn't seem to hear her cry.She approached, and in the dark night, she finally found that his thin lips were opening and closing gently, and it seemed that he was talking—but there was no sound.

Lin Sanjiu carefully squatted down in front of him.

... She already understood a little bit.

She looked down at her hands—the same as the last time she'd seen them.The round nails were cut short, and the edges were crooked and uneven.Her hair was the same as before, just barely touching her collarbone; the haphazardly cut hair was divided into two layers, the top half was short and the bottom half was long.

She didn't spend several years with Wu Yiliu, otherwise her nails and hair would not have remained at this length.

"Wuyiliu," Lin Sanjiu called softly, "Can you hear me? Here... here are your memories, right?"

The young man was still talking silently, oblivious to her presence; although his body was indeed sitting here, it was still like a pale figure floating in the water, as if he would melt away with the waves if he reached out his hand .

Lin Sanjiu carefully looked at his lip shape for a while, and probably restored what he said.

"Professor Qiao was sitting on the sofa with teacups in his hands at that time. It looked as if the whole room was a temple for her alone..."

She shivered and got goosebumps.

This is the scene when Wu Yiliu sat in the forest under the heavy rain and told "Abby" about his home world; she once experienced the world of shapeshifters along with the narration and memories—Lin Sanjiu He stood up abruptly, took a few steps back, and quickly looked around.

This is indeed the scene of Wu Yiliu's memory; I am afraid that the Wu Yiliu sitting on the big rock is also an image constructed from his memory-because when people recall the past, they will not appear from the perspective of others.

This place... Where exactly is it?what sense?
Where did the gift bag go?
Lin Sanjiu "lived" several years of Wu Yiliu's life in a short period of time, and her original thinking and memory were a bit incoherent for a while; She was with the gift bag—ah, not only the gift bag, but before she was engulfed by the suddenly ruptured space, there was Yu Yuan in the form of a data body beside her.

At first, she seemed to have fallen into the streets of a city; after she took off her spacesuit, she walked in a daze for a while, and for some reason suddenly entered Wu Yiliu's memory.As for the gift bag and Yu Yuan, she didn't even know where to find them.

Full of doubts, she carefully reached out and touched Wu Yiliu on the big rock.She has never experienced this kind of touch in her life before: it is not the warm flesh and blood of a real human body, but a soft, light and novel touch that can be separated from the palm of her hand.If light is made into a bowl of soup, maybe it will feel like this.

She should have never seen or contacted Wu Yiliu himself, but she didn't know how to live from his memory, and the real Wu Yiliu could be in any corner of the world at this time.

Since it wasn't him who was here, she couldn't inquire about Louqin's whereabouts.

However, at least she already knew that Louqin was in the Twelve Realms—Lin Sanjiu frowned suddenly.

Eh?
... Which Twelve Worlds is it in?
It's strange, thinking about it now, in Wu Yiliu's forty-month-long memory, he never once mentioned which twelve realms the "driver" instance is in.Even a few years later, when he got the visa, the part of his memory was blank about the name of this world—as if someone had dug a hole in his memory.

Isn't that right?

Lin Sanjiu looked at the young man.He is still sitting in the invisible torrential rain as before, and he must also experience that period of the past over and over again, entering the copy over and over again, seeing the shapeshifter again, and constantly recalling his home world.

She suddenly thought of Qiao Yuansi inexplicably.The female professor, whom she had never really met, once told Myron secretly that she was very worried about Wu Yiliu; in his future life, there seemed to be some kind of tragedy or disaster hidden, and the root cause was himself .

When Lin Sanjiu witnessed Wu Yiliu killing Burns and planning to starve everyone to death, she also felt shuddering towards him; but now she wakes up from that past, looking at the body that doesn't even exist "Wuyiliu", but there is an urge to open an umbrella for him to cover the rainstorm.

When he was in the rain, he didn't seem to have the slightest intention of strategizing and holding wisdom in his hands; he was thin and fragile, trembling slightly in the cold rain, as if he had never left his home world, and now The willow in the house is just the shadow cast by that young man.

In the end, Lin Sanjiu still did nothing.She just chose a direction where the mountains and forests were gradually thinning out, leaving the rainy "Wu Yi Liu" behind.

　It's a transitional chapter without emotion, so it's short.Tomorrow, the first chapter will suffer again, because I have run out of the outline again. During the intensive filling period, the progress of the outline is very slow, which is very difficult...

　
(End of this chapter)